At 76, she bid her final farewell…
I first saw her face on a news magazine, Reporter, embossed on the front page showing a peace sign amidst countless people. I was seven and I barely comprehend what Martial Law or democracy signifies but peace I understood…thanks to her.
Launching into description of her would be like committing a grave sin of injustice. Nothing would suffice really. Her story was like a fairy tale- only that she didn’t have a happy ending with her husband who was cruelly assassinated.
However, it was full enough of colourful trappings to amount it to a movie story- born in an influential clan, married the man of her dreams, served as a plain housewife for many years, lost her husband in the most painful way, catapulted into presidency without preparation, and braved the odds to defend her youngest daughter in many controversies and finally, succumbed into colon cancer.
She wowed the whole world with her silent forbearance. She’s a mother, a writer, a painter…an advocate of peace. The right one needed after the whole country suffered under the hands of tyranny.
Farewell to Cory Aquino. Her legacy was written in the heart of every Filipino- the legacy of PEACE.